First Night

First night at the new home. No TV. No PC. Luckily my Nokia 7270 is equipped with FM radio function. At least there's some source of entertainment.

Unpack those boxes. Rearrange everything. Threw away all the unnecessaries. Fuuhh.. it's nearly 2 a.m when I'm done. Now can only I call this place as 'my loft'.

Before went to bed, I performed the 'hajat' prayer. Asking from God so that everything is safe in this new home. Asking for my family's and friends' happiness.

And without I realize, tears were streaming down my face. I felt so timid myself.

All these while, I was having fun. Doing all the 'lagha' things. And i questioning why all the bad things happened to me?

It's time for me to wake up. To face the real world. To be a better person. A better daughter. Better friend.

After all, it's Ramadhan. The Holy month.

And today I woke up with a smile on my face. I feel rejunevated at the office. It's like breathing in a fresh air.

1st Ramadhan

It's the 1st day of Ramadhan. No wonder everyone in the office seems so quiet and it's like they're doing the work in slow motion. :P~

For 'sahur' this morning I had a slice of bread + hot chocolate + plain water. And so far, it's already 3.30 pm and I still can manage the hunger. 3 and half hour more for 'ifthar', so it will be OK i guess.

Still no idea on what to have for 'ifthar'. Was thinking of cooking fried rice. But I just remember that I've already sent the stove to the new house. Maybe I just grab some food on my way home from the office. In this fasting month, we're allowed to go back as early as 4.30 pm, but the traffic jam surely will be massive at that hour. By the time arrive home, it will be already 6 pm. Just on time for 'ifthar'.

Oh, I called my mom just now. Just to check on everything's back home. But, as usual, she asked 'the' questions. Who? When? Come on, when the time come, it'll come.

But i guess, it's hard to make others understand, when in the first place, it's also hard to understand by myself.

We have to just wait and see.